Journey to the Wizarding World of Hogwarts

At the door of Principal Dumbledore's office is a strange-looking stone beast.

This guy can move, run, jump, has his own consciousness, and is a bit funny.

The correct name is a gargoyle.

But the name people more commonly hear is——

Gargoyle.

Because he didn't know the password, Robert stared at it.

Cole quickly returned to Robert, bowed respectfully, and brought the words of Principal Dumbledore, "Bloody Lollipop."

Robert almost swallowed his saliva, Principal Woolen would like such a terrifying thing!

Yes, the password in the principal's office is changed at any time based on the old naughty principal's preference for sweets.

Robert followed Cole up the spiral staircase with a blank expression and arrived at the principal's office.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Leslie." Principal Dumbledore's gentle voice sounded, making Robert heave a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, this is the principal himself.

Not some weird vampire pretending to be a vampire.

Sensing his relaxed mood, Principal Dumbledore didn't mind making him more relaxed, so he asked slightly teasingly, "How are you, Mr. Leslie? How do you feel about coming to the principal's office for the second time?"

Maybe he was too relaxed. Robert didn't think much and just blurted out, "Oh, I was just thinking about who recommended the bloody lollipop to you, professor. I'll sap him when I get out."

After he finished speaking, he blinked. Oops, he said it accidentally.

So, he could only look at the principal innocently, you asked me to say it.

Principal Dumbledore was speechless and coughed before saying, "It's not a good habit to sap, Mr. Leslie."

Robert nodded.

"Although I don't mind if you go and add some surprises to Professor Snape's life..." Principal Dumbledore seemed to be snickering, "because the bloody lollipop is really terrible."

Robert looked at the principal pitifully. Just when Principal Dumbledore thought he wanted him to keep a secret, he heard Robert's resentful voice, "Professor, how about you take revenge for this sugar revenge?" Already? I think I might not be able to help..."

Principal Dumbledore was speechless.

"But I know Professor Snape hates chocolate frogs." Robert encouraged seriously, "I gave him two big boxes last Christmas."

"..." Principal Dumbledore looked at the little wizard in front of him speechlessly, feeling that if he kept talking like this, he would have to send Snape chocolate frogs, okay?

And two big boxes.

Do you want Professor Snape to get diabetes and be bedridden from now on?

Professor Snape, who was far away in the office, looked at the chocolate frogs in the box with a constipated look on his face. He just felt like strangling some naughty kid to death.

Is this a Christmas gift?

Do you have any strange misunderstandings about the word gift?

How many months has it been? !

Why are they still alive and kicking!

What kind of spell did you put on them to make them so energetic?

Expresslessly strangling a chocolate frog to death, Snape threw the croak-shaped frog into his mouth, making sure to triple the schoolwork for that dead kid!

No, five times!

Robert, who was completely misunderstood, felt a chill on his back and looked around subconsciously. Which unruly person wanted to harm me? !

Diao Min didn't see it, but he saw Fox.

After greeting this elegant phoenix, Robert felt that its gaze was a bit...

Dodge?

Meow meow meow?

Robert looked confused.

At this moment, Opal came out of his arms and took a breath, looking like he was surviving the disaster.

Hey, why did you survive the disaster, I'm not a girl?

Just putting it in my arms, I don't mind if you make me look fatter!

Robert was upset, so he rubbed the stupid bird.

Opal felt very comfortable after being rubbed by him, and hummed a little song.

After seeing this round-shaped bird, Principal Dumbledore's eyes seemed a little straightened...

He stared blankly at the cream-yellow thing in front of him. After a long time, the experienced old man regained his composure. It seemed that he had spent a lot of effort not to subconsciously turn his head and look somewhere in the room. He coughed and said, "This bird of yours is really unique."

"My family is unfortunate!" Robert said in a vicissitudes of life, "My cattails make you laugh."

"There are male and female fluffs too?" Principal Dumbledore asked in a shocked tone.

Robert was a little confused as to why he kept asking this kind of question, "Of course there is a share, otherwise why would there be a subspecies of Pu Rong Rong?"

Then Principal Dumbledore stopped talking, stared straight at Robert, almost losing his sight, and then said, "Well, then it must be a velvet warrior."

Why does this sound familiar?

Robert scratched his head, so what exactly was Opal's mother.

How heroic is my pudding?

"Ahem." Principal Dumbledore felt that he could no longer look at the creamy yellow bird. He picked up his wand and changed the subject, "Mr. Cole has already explained the situation to me. After Professor McGonagall took Mr. Weasley's Before the mice are brought, Mr. Leslie, would you like a drink?"

"Pumpkin juice, thank you." Robert said, and then he glanced at the red-haired man who was still dazed after being dragged up with a floating spell. "Do you need to wake Percy up, Professor?"

"Well...I think Professor McGonagall will be here soon. So..." He waved his wand twice, and a glass of pumpkin juice appeared in front of Robert. Then, Percy also woke up.

Robert was a little stunned. Just now, he felt that the principal was not using the Flying Curse or the Pumpkin Juice Summoning Curse, but the Transformation Curse!

I stared at the pumpkin juice in confusion for a long time, so long that I was greedy for opal...

"Chichichichichi..." it cried out in grievance. Robert looked at the opal, then at the pumpkin juice, and handed it to...Percy.

With a confused look on his face, Percy subconsciously took it and drank it. The cold pumpkin juice made him wake up quickly.

Principal Dumbledore didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Because he wasn't sure about the taste or something else, he just let others try it first?

No wonder he can chat with Gemini. He is extremely skilled in deceiving people, and he doesn't know how many people have been poisoned by him.

Percy didn't know what he thought of. He trembled and quickly explained, "I'm sorry! Robert! I don't know what happened just now. I suddenly wanted to help Spots keep a secret. This, this is simply not what I would do. Something happened!"

His tone was panicked and his expression was horrified, and he didn't look like he was lying.

Principal Dumbledore said gently, "Mr. Weasley, don't worry, calm down first. Do you want another glass of pumpkin juice?"